Grace's POV

I opened my eyes to see a bright light. I shut them tightly again when suddenly I heard a voice.

"Gracie," The voice called and I felt someone squeeze my hand.

Slowly opening my eyes, everything was blurry and my throat felt like it was on fire.

"Gracie," The voice said again and I turned to see John next to me.

"John," I said my voice so soft and raspy I could hardly recognize it.

"Oh Gracie," He cried kissing my forehead.

"What happened?" I asked, "Where's Sherlock?" Every word I uttered burned my throat more and more.

"He just went to grab me some coffee. He hasn't left since we brought you here. He is in love with Grace."

When he said this, I tried hard to hide my smile but I couldn't. "How do you know?" I asked.

"He told me."

I sighed. "So Sherlock had finally done it, he finally told John." I thought.

"How long?" John sighed looking down.

"What?" I asked confused.

"How long have you and Sherlock been seeing each other?"

"John," I said not looking at him.

"Don't John me Grace, you and Sherlock have been lying to me." John snapped.

"I'm sorry John; we were just so worried that you would be disappointed in us."

"Like Sherlock cares whether I am disappointed in him."

"Oh no John, Sherlock values your opinion more than anything, he just doesn't know how to show it." I said. "That's why he didn't want to tell you, he was afraid you would be angry."

"Well my best friend and my sister are sleeping together. "

"We are not sleeping together John." I snapped. "And now we aren't even seeing each other anymore. Sherlock broke it off yesterday."

"Do I need to go beat him up?" John smiled which caused me to smile.

"No, he is doing what he think is right." I sighed, "He thinks that making me more available will make Moriarty want me less."

"Well I can see what he was thinking."

"No John not you, John will you please listen to me, and you have to promise not to say anything about this to Sherlock, ok?" I said.

"Grace?"

"John, Moriarty is never going to stop, he is never going to give up. Before the end of this year, Moriarty is going to make his move and he is going to win. I won't be able to spend a Christmas with you and Sherlock." I said sadly.

"Gracie that is never going to happen. I'm never going to let Moriarty hurt you, and Sherlock wont' even let him within 10 feet of you." John said as he placed his hand on my forehead.

"I'm so scared." I whimpered as I started coughing.

"Grace, calm down, you're fine, everything's fine." John said trying to calm me down.

I breathed deeply when suddenly I heard a voice.

"Grace," The voice gasped and I turned to look at the door to see Sherlock who was standing there.

"I'll leave you two alone," John said as he grabbed the cup of coffee from Sherlock's hands and left.

"Sherlock," I sighed as he stood in the doorway just staring at me. "Please say something."

"I'm sorry." He said looking at the floor.

"Oh now don't even start, this is not your fault."

"It was though, look." He said handing me a piece of paper.

The paper read, "I warned you."

"He had warned us to quit and we didn't listen and look what happened, he about killed you!"

"Where did you find this?" I asked still looking at the paper.

"He left it on the table before he snuck out of the apartment. But that's not the point Grace he…"

"He got away!" I exclaimed.

"I was a little busy trying to save you I couldn't really focus on anything else."

"Sherlock, you should have just forgotten about me and gone after him. You could have caught him…"

"I was not going to lose you grace!" He yelled and his voice echoed through the room. "You were almost dead; I thought that you were dead Grace." His voice cracked. "It was the worst pain I have ever been in those moments when you weren't breathing. When you weren't breathing, I wasn't either. If your heart stopped so would mine. You are my other half and my everything. Without you there is no me. If you die you take me with you." He said and I watched as a single tear fell from his sad eyes.

"Oh Sherlock," I cried and I could feel the hot sting of tears in my eyes as well.

"I promise you this, I will never, never let anyone hurt you again." He said kissing my forehead. "I promise."

I grabbed onto the collar of his coat pulling him so his lips met mine.

"Ow," I groaned my throat hurting.

"Are you ok?" He asked worried.

"Yeah, I'm it's just, making out after being strangled, not a good idea," I smiled which caused him to smile for the first time since he came into the room. "Will you lay with me?" I asked scooting over.

He nodded as he sat next to me pulling me into his arms. We both laid there on the small bed one of Sherlock's legs was hanging off the edge." I'm sorry, this is probably uncomfortable for you." I sighed.

"If you're happy I'm happy." He sighed kissing the top of my head.

"John knows," I said thinking this was a good time to tell him.

"I know I told him last night. Is he upset?" Sherlock asked and I could hear the apprehension is his voice.

"No, I mean he was upset that we lied to him, but he wasn't mad that we were together well I did tell him we weren't together anymore." I said the words catching in my throat.

"Grace." He said as he moved so he was looking into my eyes. "I only did it to keep you safe, but I now realize you are much safer with me."

He slowly leaned down and softly kissed me.

"Sherlock, Lestrade just called…" John said coming into the room. "Whoa! Ok if you two are going to be together you have to at least warn me before you do that."

I laughed as Sherlock flung himself off the bed landing on the floor.

"Ok, so are you done hiding things from me? Am I finally in the loop?"

"Yes John, you are in the loop." I laughed as Sherlock quickly stood up straightening himself up.

"What did Lestrade say?" He asked.

"Lestrade said he wants us to come down." John said.

"We can't just leave Grace here." Sherlock said.

"No, Sherlock you need to go." I said. "John tell Lestrade you are coming."

He nodded coming over kissing my forehead. "We will be back," He slowly walked away nodding at Sherlock.

"Grace," Sherlock said grabbing my hand.

"Come here," I said and I kissed him, "You catch this son of a bitch." I whispered hugging him.

"I will," He said. "I promise."

I pushed him off smiling, "Go now or else I am never going to let you leave."

Slowly Sherlock walked out of the room turning around just to say, "I love you," Before he left.

Alright so the next chapter will be the last one so please review and tell me what you think of this chapter and the next thank you to all my fans so far and for all the people who have commented it really helps and I mean it :)